Wants and Needs

Chapter 1

Wants and Needs

*AUTHOR'S NOTE* I WON'T MAKE THIS TOO LONG, BUT THANKS FOR READING AND I WANTED  

YOU TO KNOW THAT THIS IS MY FIRST 1D FANFIC. I PROMISE NOT TO BE HORRIBLE!

LOVE YOU ALL JJMINTYFRESH

Chapter 1

Jasmine's P.O.V.

I had to get out of there. I drove as I stretched the miles across England.  

Everything that I was needs to go away. My life was cold and filled of  

nothingness. I plugged my iPod into the car, clicked on "Bring Me To Life" by  

Evanscene and blasted it on loop. "bid my blood to run(I can't wake up) before I  

come undone (Save me) save me from the nothing I've become." I must have  

listened to it for three hours nonstop without notice because of the thoughts  

and worries, the sadness and anger racing through my mind like Nascar. I snapped  

out of my daze when my car came to a stop. No more gas... Great. I checked  

around me, my senses coming to. It was dark and rain was  

pressing hard against the car. A slim apartment like house with plain brick and  

a grey door stood silently in the rain in front of me. I got out of my car,  

being as brave as I could. I knocked on the door and what responded was the  

shuffling of tired feet walking towards the grey door. It opened and there stood

a boy.

Harry's P.O.V.

Who could possibly be at the door at 2 in the bloody morning?! It was a good  

thing I had gotten up for a glass of water when someone knocked on the door. I  

shuffled my feet lazily to it. It was probably some psycho fan who found the  

address from who knows where. I opened the door surprised to find a water soaked  

girl with dark makeup streaming down her face. Either she had a face full of  

rain or she had been crying. Being the gentleman on impulse that I was I slammed  

the door in her face... Ok so I am a little tired and a bit shocked. I looked  

out of the peep hole and there she was. Looked about my age with short brown  

hair plastered to her face from the rain. She was a little smaller than average  

and wore a look of sadness and despair on her face. I slowly re-opened the door  

and held out my hand. 

Jasmine's P.O.V.

A hand reached out from behind the door. If only the person connected to  

this hand knew just how much it meant to me that someone cared. I lightly took  

hold of the hand and was led inside the house. A gush of warmth ran past me as I  

stepped into the heated house. I stared at the floor unsure of what to do next  

when a towel was wrapped around my now noticeably shivering wet body.

Harry's P.O.V.

I ran to make tea for this shivering stranger. She stood there looking at  

the floor tightly gripping the towel I draped over her. Who was she? Why was she  

here? I would save the questions for later. I took her hand away from the towel  

and brought her to the shower where I had laid out an old tee shirt and sweats  

of mine. I ushered her in and closed the door. I waited outside until I heard  

the sound of running water to give me the okay to leave. I had to wake up Louis.  

He would know what to do.